After I Died, My Brother and Boyfriend Both Went Insane

The day I coughed up blood during my mukbang stream, my viewer count hit 100,000 for the first time.

My brother burst into the frame and slapped me across the face.

My boyfriend stood by and said, "She's just faking the blood to get more views."

Because of this, I was cyberbullied. Some people even made voodoo dolls of me.

But what they didn't know was that I had been diagnosed with stomach cancer two months ago.

Later, I livestreamed to let everyone witness my passing.

The viewer count skyrocketed to 3 million. My brother and boyfriend raced to the hospital at 200 mph.

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I guess it was because I ate too much, but I couldn't control myself and coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

The viewer count quickly soared past 100,000.

The comments were filled with concerned messages.

It seems there are still people in this world who care about me.

I was happy. With high viewership like this, I could make it to the top rankings and get the bonus. Then I could arrange a nice funeral for myself.

Just as I was about to speak, a hard slap landed on my face.

For a moment, I thought I had already ascended to heaven.

After all, I was seeing stars.

"She's just faking the blood to get more views," Lucas's voice rang out.

I turned to look at him. His face was cold and indifferent, while my brother Jack stood beside him, glaring at me angrily.

He was the one who had slapped me.

"That's right, don't believe her. Go follow Tiffany instead. She doesn't fake things like this."

How ridiculous. I'm coughing up blood, and they're still promoting Tiffany.

"I'm not faking it," I said, trying hard to speak through the stabbing pain in my stomach.

But by now, the tone of the comments had completely changed. The viewers who had been concerned for me just moments ago were now hurling insults.

[Damn it, I really thought she was sick.]

[She's so disgusting. Let's go watch Tiffany's stream instead.]

[Yeah, everyone go like Tiffany's stream!]

Soon, my viewer count dropped by more than half.

Then my stream was shut down.

Someone had reported me for fraud.

I wouldn't be getting the bonus today.

My dream of arranging a nice funeral for myself was shattered.

"Hurry up and clean that blood off you. It's disgusting to look at!" my brother Jack said, looking at me with revulsion.

Of course, Lucas wouldn't show any concern for me either.

Because in their eyes, I was just faking the blood.

"Ruby, Tiffany's mom is sick. She needs this bonus money more than you do. Don't blame us for being harsh today when you're trying to compete with her," Lucas said, his voice cold as ice.

Who would have thought that this was the boyfriend who had been with me for five years?

The one who used to constantly profess his love and promise to marry me.

Now he was speaking up for my so-called best friend.

After they left, I coughed up another mouthful of blood.

The white floor tiles were covered in bright red blood.

Suddenly, I remembered what the doctor had told me two...